Listen
Night blankets all with darkness deep;
Light struggles here to free bold sight;
Night brings sure gall in troubled sleep;
Light smuggles cheer in moody plight.
Night is the time when darkness stalks;
Nocturnal things bring fearful quest;
Night spins grim rhymes as echoes walk;
Nightmares now bring sinister fest.
Night wears a face that feels so black;
Notions of cold converge at dusk;
Night floods a trace of empty slack;
Note what unfolds in sullen gust.
Leon Enriquez
03 June 2014
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2014
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